doldrums

got nothing to do and eyes were caught at a random website which explain the phrase of broken-hearted. i found its quite true and funny. so...... here it is

                                     

                                      

                                      

                   

                                     

                 

bye!

nothing seems right

so hi. i'm in a terribly messed mood. everyone is sickening me off nowadays. people around me are like transforming into a flock of irritating beings, no exception. everything i do, whatever i say, they seem like something which are smelled so icky. those nights where i have second thoughts about everything and nothing feels right anymore. when nothing seems enough, when the world feels like its falling apart, when i feel no one there. what a pathetic life i'm living in, so yeah i hope my parents will stop deem me as a 5 years old kiddo. big sigh for these days.

the difference between the right word and the almost right word is the difference between lightning and a lightning bug. - Mark Twain

dumb ass

hi. again,i left this blog. it's so hollow now. another escapement when i feel hubbub only. when i try to review everything i've ever posted, 95% of them are abt dampen things. things i have are way too pathetic for being owned by me and everything seems so dead now. i even lost all the words i want to type just now. fml

enchanting feeling

head begins to spin, heart beats faster than usual, yet u feel ur pulse missing. this is a sign of falling in love. many find love is a funny feeling that causes butterflies to fly in ur stomach and spend sleepless nights without having to feel drowsy the next day. nothing seems right, yet nothing ever seems to go wrong. u find urself smiling and begin to lose ur real self. u look in the mirror, but u don't find urself there. it is that man who stole ur heart smiling back at u, teasing u.

"love - a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker."

lazy hog

i've been going thru unproductive days these lately. been a lazy hog, all i want is laying on bed for a day long and doing nothing. i know it's not good but am so craving for it. this unhealthy body didn't really make movements for so long, sit for more than 20 hours each day, eat junkfood too often. don't imitate me for living w a so not good lifestyle. i don't even remember the last time i exercised. really need to change this bad habit but "later" always be the answer. who can resist relaxing time anw? :p

p.s : i'm having two weeks holiday to prepare final exam yet not sure if am going to use them tactfully, bye.

"tomorrow; the best time to do everything you had planned today."

keep life beautiful

have opened and typed for several times but always ended in the draft and deleted. old habit as a lazybones is infected but finally i win against it :p

second day of april and it's cloudy outside. been so over glad these few days. anyway, march has given so many bitter-sweet thingy yet i'm grateful for every single thing that had happened. hope to see the much-better-march next year. simple april wish being prayed, hoping to do well and pass all subjects. and i also hope everything will go finely and months ahead will rise lucently :)♥

"what's meant to be, will always find a way to be."

i di ots

just want to remind that we are living in a world full of idiots. live a little. we'll never be as young as we are right now. and we'll never get this back. ever.

this caught my eyes,anyway haha

the eighteen

i know,posting this post is way too late bcause i got so many things to do and solve yet everything goes better,gladness overload . and thanks to all of them :)♥

blame it on the rain

march, it's been a year since that messy thing happened and another early twinged thing happened again this year. it's supposed to be an exhilarate month, gladden me, instead of messing me around. though the word of "pathetic" can't even describe itself. this morosed-lady is wondering whether some people's time could be bought. it ain't abt pampered tho but everyone needs time. things are so sickening me, and always like this year to year. that's why i keep cursing my day. guessing how long i could hold on, doing the same inane thing each night. another part of me feels exhausted and surfeited yet there are still some reasons which keep telling me to defend. but, is it worth?

"the silence depressed me. it wasn't the silence of silence. it was my own silence." - the bell jar

february the 14th

♥ valentine - kina grannis (cover)